Barra For Rumi
Wife Man

When Lian first admitted her depravity, that second also the word parting had crossed in Rumi's head, it was impossible for the betrayed wife to impregnate another woman not asking for divorce. If there is, maybe the wives who already have children, but Rumi? She is still alone, being a childless widow is not difficult.

If possible, he felt the wounds of Lian were very imprecise, making himself hesitant to start again, but, all back to God is not it? The movement of Rumi's heart in the control of the Power.

Then, the thing that Rumi was doing this afternoon was sitting in her bakery, the bakery she had built before getting to know Lian. And the laptop on the table that accompanied Rumi displayed the important documents to take care of the divorce.

Hey, don't expect Rumi to survive, if he does, then that's the craziest choice of his entire life.

"Woi!" Someone patted Rumi on the back. It was a short black girl, her name was Khaira Vania. "Take it, it's Rum. Why else would you find out? That's a list of everything you need asked for." Khaira is the only best friend Rumi has, the woman is twenty-five years old, only a boba rista who until now still feels at home alone, all because of one thing, he said, taste insecure with skin color.

"Lo not working?" tanya Rumi did not respond to Khaira's sentence.

"Off, tired of looking for mulu money, where the money is not how much."

"With it you open your own business, or work here only, I can still if you accommodate one more employee."

Khaira took out a piece of sponge that was on Rumi's table. "Gue is still at home there, so the salary is not how much, but can wash the eyes," replied Khaira while chewing.

"You're two five, Ra."

"Wes don't bring age, I'm most anti-age problem."

Directly Rumi snorted, he did not want to discuss the age, only, want to until when Khaira continues to be a boba rista with UMR salary? Not interested in being the boss? Or married?

"Simply, Rum. I can still mourn, which we should now discuss not about me, but elo!" Khaira swallows the ball, turns to grab a glass of Rumi's milky drinking water.

"Gue doesn't need to be discussed, I'm ready for the end." Rumi closed the laptop, moved back to the body of the chair, and now folded hands in front of the stomach.

"Good, it should be from yesterday-yesterday, so you are not like a crazy girl who wants to come to the marriage of her own husband. Ck, don't think I'm the same way your brain," said Khaira helped lean back, but still enjoy Rumi's drink.

The main cast of Khaira's ramble chose silence, Rumi closed her eyes, wanting to calm herself down which was always hot if she thought about this.

Let alone Khaira, Rumi alone did not end up thinking with his own stupidity.

...*****...

Barra returned to the pet shop, if yesterday with the reason to buy something that ended up meeting Rumi, then today with the reason to deliver her pet cat named Moli to be bathed.

A teenager, right? Barra also did not know why he had acted so far. Originally a fad here with a specific purpose, it now became serious with the intention of meeting Rumi.

While waiting for the bon grooming Moli to be written, Barra wiggled, looking right and left. It was definitely looking for one face that was soothing to her heart, it was Rumi's face.

"Search for what, Bang?" siska asked, noticing Barra's gurgle.

Shake the man. "Hm? Oh, nothing," replied Barra smiling stiffly.

Siska's eyes were squeaking suspiciously. "Or, who's hayoo?" guess Siska asked again while prodding the grooming boss.

Barra received the bon with a slight grimace at Siska's right guess.

"Find my boss? He's rarely here, Bang."

Siska's forehead shriveled, trying to remember who Barra meant. It took about ten to several dozen seconds until Siska finally remembered. "ah! Rumi's mom, huh?!" The girl's spirit plucked a finger.

Barra nodded, probably right, so, Rum is Rumi?

Well, Siska's back squinting. "Neither nyariin mbak Rumi?" tanyakanya.

Barra cleared his throat nervously, this was the first time he questioned a woman to someone else. Thirty years of life, Barra never once felt attracted to the women, whom he pursued. "Nothing, just want themed."

"Eleh, where there are guys with foreign girls want acquaintances for friends. Brother, do you like the same Mbak Rumi? Don't bang, it's wrong, because Mbak Rumi already has a husband."

Damn it! Degenerate already Barra's heart heard Siska's sentence. Rumi ..., is married? People's wives? Huh ....

"Hm, so. Yeah, I'll pick up Moli."

"Yes, Bang. Don't be sad, Siska is here!"

Barra immediately grimaced blatantly, but, ended up laughing softly. "You're just my bitch."

"Can! From the adek-adek 'an could be a friend of life," said Siska growling seductively. "Hahaha, sorry Bang, I'm amused!" And then he immediately broke down his own behavior.

Barra's head shook. "I'm sorry then."

"Sip! Let me tell you that Moli's done taking a shower."

Barra nodded, twisted his body and moved from position while overrunning the bon grooming.

Continuing to step towards the entrance of the pet shop, Barra immediately exited, eyeing his car parked in front of the pet shop.

Entering the car, for a moment Barra was silent in there, the man looked straight ahead, precisely in the direction of the pet shop.

How could it be that after the solitude he had traveled for thirty years, he ended up feeling attracted to people's wives? Damn it or poor?

"Well!" Barra exhaled a rough breath, this reality sucks. But, inevitably Barra must accept, and this ..., will be the last time he goes to this pet shop, maybe Barra will have Wira pick up Moli, later, take out two three pieces of money, Wira will not refuse.

Starting to support the car, Barra rewind the vehicle, then ready to go from the pet shop containing some of the journey of his life.

However, not to mention the car moving, the sense of sight found the face he had been looking for in a pet shop.

Rumi ..., the woman just got out of her car, then switched to open the steering wheel side door, apparently removing two pet cargo.

Barra was silent, constantly staring at Rumi's movements, enjoying every stroke of the woman's long hair that was quite mischievous bothering her master, asking for great attention.

Now Rumi is seen closing the car door, directly transporting two pet cargo and wants to start a step. But, it turns out that Barra's gaze was caught by the object, Rumi realized until returning Barra's gaze.

One thing flashed through the man's mind, how could he possibly have thought a woman as beautiful as Rumi was still alone? The dumbest thing in his last thirty years.

Taking a breath, Barra gave a small nod in a polite manner, after which it ended up turning the stiur and the car drove. From meeting Rumi, Barra gets one lesson, that not all feelings of like have to be fought for, one of them likes the wife of people.